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Who was the visitor? It was none other than Erina's mother, Mana Nakiri. Her gaze was like a sharp sword piercing directly into Renz's heart, so sharp it felt "frightening," perhaps due to a guilty conscience.

No. Renz's heart jolted. Why should I feel guilty? Nothing has happened yet, right? Just a kiss, and in the end, Erina was the one who benefited; she was satisfied, while Renz was taken advantage of and didn't enjoy it.

"Is Erina inside?" Mana Nakiri's voice was ethereal and pure, carrying a subtle intimidating quality that suggested an aloofness cultivated through long-term privilege. While her tone wasn't particularly hostile towards Renz, it was like a thorn, carrying a faint sense of detachment and distance.

In fact, Renz recalled that Mana Nakiri usually spoke this way to others. And thinking about it again, his mother-in-law wasn't familiar with him; it would be strange if she spoke to him with immediate intimacy.

Moreover, he had essentially "stolen" Erina, so it was more likely she disliked him.

"She's inside," Renz responded. The next second, having uttered these words, Renz felt a chill run through him, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, the cold wind biting.

Oh my god. Erina was lying on the bed in her pajamas, and there was only one bed in this room. He himself had come out to open the door dressed in pajamas. If his mother-in-law saw this, she would absolutely explode.

Before Renz could cover for Erina in the room, Mana Nakiri had already pushed open the door and walked inside. The living room was empty, but the bedroom door was ajar. Erina was lying sideways on the bed. She was also curious about the commotion outside the door. As Mana Nakiri walked in, Erina's gaze perfectly met Mana Nakiri's.

Oh, shoot.

Another disaster.

No way.

This mother-in-law is clearly here to catch them, right? Every time, she manages to time it perfectly, blocking Renz's path just as he's about to become a fearless pioneer charting new territory.

"Mom, why are you here?" Erina asked calmly. Mana Nakiri paused slightly. She had intended to question them, to thoroughly interrogate these two young, somewhat dishonest children. But she didn't expect it.

Erina was surprisingly calm, showing no awkwardness at being caught.

"You two, are you really staying in one room like this?" Mana Nakiri asked coldly. Although Erina's composure had left her a bit flustered and unsure how to question, the topic still needed to be addressed.

"Otherwise? There are no other single rooms available,"

Erina replied truthfully. Mana Nakiri walked into the bedroom and briefly surveyed the surroundings. Her observational skills were quite good; otherwise, she wouldn't have become a judge. She immediately caught several points of doubt. First, the bed had an empty spot.

Indeed. Erina wasn't occupying the entire bed by herself; there was a space for someone else to lie down. Mana Nakiri noticed this as soon as she entered. Second, she glanced over and saw that the bathroom light was on.

Through the slightly ajar door, she vaguely saw clothes mixed together. And then there was the smell. The smell on their bodies. The same bath gel scent. As soon as she walked in, Mana Nakiri's "catching" was extremely successful, so successful that she obtained all three crucial pieces of evidence in one second, detecting the problem through sight, smell, and judgment.

Renz had initially been somewhat uneasy, but seeing Erina so composed, he also calmed down. His main reason for uneasiness was that this was Erina's relative. If Mana Nakiri questioned him, Renz would be uncomfortable refuting her.

"Your grandfather told me," Mana Nakiri realized that this stalemate wasn't productive and quickly laid her cards on the table. "About you and him." Renz realized with a jolt that the mother-daughter battle was not centered on him; he was an outsider. Mana Nakiri's target was clearly Erina.

"Mm," Erina nodded, indicating she knew. In terms of aura, the serene Erina had clearly gained the upper hand. In situations like "catching someone in the act," whoever panics first loses. Moreover, this wasn't even "catching someone in the act" in the traditional sense. They were in a normal relationship. It was perfectly normal for a couple to share a single room; it would be strange if they didn't.

"I don't think it's quite right for you two to be sharing a room at your age," Mana Nakiri seemed to be speaking from the high ground of an elder. Erina displayed a surprised expression, "But we are a couple, aren't we? Is there a problem with a couple sharing a room?"

"No problem? You're 17, he's 18. You call that 'no problem'?" Mana Nakiri's eyes fixed on Erina as she spoke.

"Is there a problem with our age?" Erina remained composed.

"Is there no problem with your age? If you're sharing a room now, in a month you'll dare to sleep on the same bed, in three months you'll dare to have a child, and in a year you'll be raising children. What will you do if an irresponsible guy just dumps you then?"

Mana Nakiri usually presented a cold and aloof image to the outside world, appearing to lack emotion. Yet, here, she blurted out such an extreme statement. To be honest, Renz found these words very uncomfortable, because Mana Nakiri was clearly chastising him.

While seemingly directed at Erina, it was actually a warning to Renz: 'You little brat, don't even think about messing around with Erina while she's still young.' Renz couldn't easily join this battlefield. If he said one wrong word, his image in his mother-in-law's eyes might suffer a social death.

"It's fine. If I really get dumped, it just means I wasn't good enough to keep his heart. But if we're talking about irresponsibility, someone else is pretty irresponsible too," Erina strongly defended him. She knew who Mana Nakiri was referring to. She directly raised her "word shield," staunchly defending Renz.

No, my lady, do you think this fire isn't burning hot enough?! Renz felt like Erina was putting him on a spit over a fire. A complete reversal. She even took a sharp jab at Mana Nakiri. After all, Erina had been "abandoned" by Mana Nakiri when she was very young.

"My lady, please say less," Renz said, annoyed.

"Mother-in-law, you too, please say less. If there's anything, let's talk peacefully, sit down, and discuss it slowly."

When Mana Nakiri first entered, Renz had already called her "mother-in-law" once. At that time, Mana Nakiri felt a strange sensation. Now, being called "mother-in-law" again in front of Erina, Mana Nakiri let out a cold snort.

She was somewhat displeased. Renz also felt uncomfortable. The Nakiri family's genes were terrifyingly stubborn. Three generations, all tsundere.

Erina's mother, Mana Nakiri, was a latent tsundere; usually, you couldn't tell. She appeared aloof, but after a few sentences, Renz felt it: his mother-in-law was probably a tsundere too. Erina's tsundere nature was overt, and her cousin Alice also possessed some tsundere traits. This was already enough. What's even more ridiculous is... this mother-daughter argument. It was practically a classic rerun. Rina and Erina often argued too.

Understood.

This is a family tradition.

Anyway, mother-daughter relationships are destined to be filled with arguments.

But when you two argue, can you please not drag me into it?

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